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luvhughes43 · 5 months

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I need to know the Hughes fams thoughts on vivienne

this has been sitting in my drafts for so long so i’m just going to post it even though it doesn’t feel complete (to me)

the hughes had seen how jack was with you. how comfortable he was, how much he liked not being some sort of commodity.

vivienne was entirely different. not even in a bad way, but she was always focused on being the picture-perfect couple.

"jacky!" vivienne cooed, pressing her check against jacks in greeting. jack smiled at her, wrapping his arm around vivienne as she got comfortable on his lap.

luke and quinn shared a look, trevor outright rolling his eyes at the sight of the couple. trevor wouldn't openly admit it, because if you asked him he was all for whatever his friend wanted, but he was team y/n.

if jack noticed the looks, he didn't pay them any mind. he knew how much his family had grown to like you, and with time... maybe vivienne would grow on them too. that wasn't the case.

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"sweetie, can you help me with the salad?" ellen asked, gesturing to all the uncut vegetables sitting on the island. vivienne looks over, raises her brows, and then looks back at her phone.

"hmmm.. i just got my nails done" vivienne replies in a grating voice. she flashes her nails in Ellen’s direction, and then turns back to her phone again.

"i'll help you mom" luke speaks up, shooting out of his chair and walking over to the island. "she's rude, isn't she?" luke whispers to his mom who purses her lips and nods.

"shes... different" is all ellen says before she turns to the oven.

luke rolls his eyes before whispering back, "you can admit that you dont like her. its okay"

ellen sighs. "jack had a rough time after the break up. if hes happy with vivienne, then hes happy. we barely know her. maybe shes really great"

when jack walks into the kitchen, vivienne stands up from her seat at the table. "jack! lets help your mom and set the table, yeah?" vivienne says, completely forgetting about her manicure that, well... hindered her abilities to help when asked.

"mom..."

"luke, enough."

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"we gotta debrief this," luke sighs as he shuts the door to quinns room.

quinn looks up from his ipad and his brows furrow. "what?"

"vivienne and jack, obviously" luke speaks easily. he sprawls himself across his older brothers bed and waits for quinns opinions.

when they didn't come, he continued. "you dont think she's a little..."

"okay yeah shes annoying, but what's that have to do with me?"

"nothing. this is about restoring the balance of-"

"you watch too many movies" quinn laughs, interrupting whatever luke was about to say.

"you know what, trevor would love to talk about this with me" luke grumbles. he stands up from the bed, and quinn is quick to pull him back down again.

"okay, no. we can talk about it" quinn responds, pausing his show and setting his ipad on his side table.

"their relationship just feels... fake ... like, i dont know. like remember when jack brought y/n here last summer?" quinn nods, urging his brother to continue. "i've never seen him so happy. he genuinely liked her,"

"i mean, i think he likes vivienne" quinn adds.

"well sure but its different"

"i think... i think jack loved y/n. thats why its different with vivienne. they dont have the same dynamic" quinn shares his thoughts and luke thinks it over.

"yeah..." the boys both sit in silence for a minute.

"that really sucks" luke finally responds.

"and maybe youre being too hard on vivienne? i know you really liked y/n but its not your relationship. maybe she'll grow on you?"

"hey! lets not act like you like vivienne! i see the looks you give me!" luke defends, not wanting to get into his own feelings (aside from not liking vivienne) dissected by his older brother.

⋆ ★

essentially, none of them really liked vivienne but nobody wanted to admit it (aside from luke) to jack. they just want him to be happy after the breakup even if it means putting up with vivienne.

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deangirlsstuff67 · 1 year

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Death Confessions

Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: mutual pining, soft Dean, language, mentions of smut, mentions of death

Summary: the boys and you are on a hunt only things don't go according to plan...

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You hate witches. Can't stand the miserable pricks.

Tonight, you and the boys had finally tracked down the local witch in town. Or should you say witches. Plural. And oh yeah, ex lovers as well.

The pair had decided to wage an all out war on one another and didn't seem to care that innocent people were getting hurt in the cross fire.

At some point during the battle, you were struck with a spell. You didn't think anything of it because nothing happened. The boys killed the pair while you were recovering from the blow and you got the hell out of town.

It's been 3 hours into your drive and you aren't feeling so hot anymore.

What the fuck did they do to you.

You're shivering but hot to the touch. Your stomach is in knots. And every time the oldest Winchester looks at you in the rear view mirror, you feel your underwear dampen.

Sam's asleep in the front seat and Dean is humming along with ACDC as he drives you all back to the bunker.

You don't want to panic anyone so you decide to wait it out. Rowena and Crowley are there currently and you're sure she will know what to do.

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Another 3 hours and the impala is pulling into the underground garage the bunker has. You've managed to pretend as if your sleeping to keep the boys from worrying.

Sam turns around to wake you when he notices somethings wrong.

Very wrong.

You're covered in a thin layer of sweat. You're burning hot to touch. Your body is shaking uncontrollably, and you can barely keep your eyes open.

"Dean, something is wrong with y/n." Sam yells at his brother, who is unloading your crap from the trunk.

Dean comes running around to your door and opens it, almost ripping it off its hinges. Seeing you in this state makes his blood boil with concern and a protectivness. Reaching in he gentle cradles you to his chest and with Sam's help gets you into the bunker.

Dean's gruff voice breaks through the fog in your mind. His strong arms feel like bliss as he hold you close. His aftershave surrounds you, making your mouth water. A small moan slips from your lips as you feel your walls clench around nothing.

"Sammy go get Rowena. Tell her y/n was hit by one of the witches. I'm taking her to my room."

You vaguely feel him place you in his bed and cover you in his blankets. His scent is all around you and it's clouding your mind with nasty thoughts about the green eyed hunter.

You've always had a crush on Dean. He's charming, built like a damn model, and treats you as if you're the most precious thing on this earth.

Sadly, the womanizing Winchester has never looked at you more than a best friend. You hang, watch movies together, train once in a while, and he cooks you amazing meals. Nothing more than friends, and you're okay with that.

Better than nothing.

Whatever they hit you with is bringing out your desire for Dean. The same desire you buried deep down and try to avoid at all costs.

Another moan slips out as you feel slick running down your thigh.

Fuck this is embarrassing.

Just then, Sam returns with Rowena in tow. Thank God. Please make it go away. He can't find out like this.

"Oh dear. Sweetie what are you feeling?" Out of all the witches you've developed a soft spot for the red head in front of you. Sure she always has an end game that benefits her, but the woman is strong and resilient. You've got to respect that.

"Cold and uncomfortable." You don't know how else to describe it without completely embarrassing yourself.

Rowena exams you. You see when she clues in. The knowing smirk on her face.

"Well the good news is she will be fine. However," she looks over at the boys then, "someone will have to stay with her tonight and help her work it out of her system."

Dean and Sam share a confused look before Sam speaks up, "what?"

"It's simple. For whatever reason the witch cast a fuck or die spell. I'm sure y/n here wasn't their target but either way she needs to fuck it from her system or she will die in 24 hours."

Your eyes go wide as you listen, "I'm sorry, what?!?"

"It's the only way Dear."

"No. There has to be something else you can do Rowena. Anything else." You were too busy freaking out to catch the look of disappointment the crossed Dean's face. However, Sam wasn't. Even though the oldest Winchester never admitted it out loud, Sam knew how his brother felt about you.

"Y/N it's okay. Dean can stay with you and help you any way you allow." The younger brother said before he motioned for Rowena to follow him out of Dean's room. Leaving you and the green eyed hunter alone.

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"Y/N let me help you." At this point the spell has gotten so bad you won't allow Dean to touch you. Which is of course frustrating the living hell out of him.

"No, Dean its okay."

"The fuck it is. You're dying and I can help. Why won't you let me?"

"It's too much to ask from you. We're friends Dean but even friends have limits."

"If it saves you I'm willing to do anything!" He's temper has taken over. Not understanding why you won't let him save you.

What the hell, you're dying anyway.

"Are you serious Dean!" You're outburst shocks him. He goes to speak but you cut him off.

"No Winchester, shut up and listen. For three years I've watched you take home girl after girl. For three years I've sat at that table or in your Baby and listened as you told us everything you did with them the night before. Not once complaining. Not once telling you how jealous I fucking was. I'm not your type and I get it. But don't think for one minute I will throw away the closet thing I'll ever have with you just to save my life." You point your finger in his direction as you continue.

"I fucking love you dumbass. I've been waiting, hoping you'd see me more as what we are. Hoping you'd get your head out of your ass and see that I'm the perfect girl for you. I'm a freaking hunter. I know the life and the risks. But no, instead you waltz every bimbo you can in front of me like some prized fucking pig."

Before you can continue chewing him a new asshole Dean pounces on you. Strong finger tangle in your hair and his soft lips dominate yours. The surprise subsides and you begin to kiss him back.

"You done yelling at me sweetheart? Cause I got something to say. I've loved your snarky ass since the moment you told me to blow you three years ago when we crossed paths on the vampire hunt. I love everything about you and I only ever got with those women because I knew you could do better than me. I'm not worth the pain y/n, but God dammit if you feel the same than why not try. "

He pushes his large erection into your wet core. You can't help but moan at the feeling. Dean smirks down at you.

"Here's what's going to happen. I'm going to fuck you good and hard for as long as we need to so we can save your life. Then I'm going to make you breakfast before I spend the day worshiping this beauty body how I should. You okay with that princess?"

"Don't call me princess."

"Shut up and kiss me woman."

And kiss you did. Every part of your body as he did exactly as he promised. Fucking you in every position. When he's big, fat cock needed a break he was making you cum with his tongue or fingers. Over and over again until your body began to go back to normal and fatigue set in.

When you woke in his warm, safe arms you found Dean staring at you. You've never seen his eyes shine so bright.

"Feeling better?"

"Yeah I am. Thank you." You lean up and kiss him.

"Let's get you some food." He jumps out of bed and walks to his dresser, finding you one of his shirts. You through it on before you walk out of his room hand in hand.

Sam is already sitting at the table when you walk in together. He looks up from his tablet and just smiles.

"Shut up Sammy." Dean barks as he swats your ass and begins to get the ingredients for breakfast.

"I'm just happy Dean. You got your girl and we didn't lose y/n."

Dean looks over at you and smiles. Fuck you love that man.

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starfirewildheart · 6 months

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Chapter 5

Scars and Souvenirs

Summary: Sy and his lady both retire from the army but not before tragedy befalls Sy. He slowly tries to adjust to life again on their ranch.

Pairing: Sy / OFC

Word count: 1,568

Rating: some angst some fluff

(Personal note: real life has been kicking my ass lately and it's taking its toll. I struggled with this chapter. I hope it's OK. Also if you wanna chat about Henry, any of his characters, movies or even has out stories feel free to DM me.)

Sy laughed as his three year old niece gave Deb the third degree. Millie was completely enamored with Sy which he was so shocked by since he spent most of her life in the middle east but was incredibly grateful for it.

"Why didn't ya bing mah unka Sy sooner. He coulda skeered da torm away?" Millie huffed at Debbie. She believed her Uncle Sy could fix everything, even bad weather.

"I'm sorry sweetie but he had to help your grandma with some stuff earlier," Debbie explained. Millie was the cutest little girl with blond hair and blue eyes and at three already had Sy's stubbornness and attitude. Seeing them together, Sy huge and Millie so tiny was cute but watching the big, bad, marine be bossed and pushed around by this tiny little girl was the most adorable thing ever.

"Why didn't you do it?" Millie pouted at Deb.

"Cause she didn't want me too. She wanted to spend time with Uncle Sy," She explained.

"Why not?" Millie questioned. "You do it den Unka Sy be here wif me!"

"Cause she said she wanted him, not me" Deb shrugged.

"Why?" She asked again.

"Stop bein stupid 'silly millie'." Amy and Mike's oldest kid, Robbie sneered. He was six and he thought little sisters were the worst.

"Hey," Amy, Mike and Sy all said at the same time. "We don't call people stupid young man," Amy finished.

"Yea poopy head!" Millie stuck her tongue out at him.

"No ma'am," Sy shook his head. "You don't get to call him names either."

"Whhhhyyy?" She whined. "He is a poopy head!"

"Silly Millie, silly Millie," Robbie sang.

"Cause it's not nice," Sy explained while trying not to laugh. "But mostly because I said so." He pointed at Robbie. "That means you to."

"Otay," Millie nodded and played with the doll she had in Sy's lap.

"Fine," Robbie sighed.

Sy's phone rang and he looked at the screen before turning it to silent with a huff. Deb looked at him quizzically but before she could ask her phone rang. She looked at the screen and did the same thing Sy had done.

"What's going on?" Amy asked but just as she did her phone rang. "Hello?"

"Are they there?" Sara demanded.

"Hello to you too mom," Amy rolled her eyes as she excused herself to the kitchen for privacy.

"Are they there?" She huffed again.

"Yes they are here. The storm was worse down their way and they couldn't get home. They were exhausted and not in any shape to be alone anyway."

"They were here but she decided I didn't need to have a discussion with my own son. She has no right to try to come between us. He's my son and I have a right to know what…"

"No you don't!" Amy yelled into her phone. "Yes, you are our mother but that doesn't give you the right to know every tiny detail of our lives. Whatever Sy went through over there we know it was awful and if he doesn't want to retell it or doesn't want us knowing then we should be ok with that. All that he needs from us is for us to love him just like he loves us. Is that not enough for you?" Amy was near breathless from her rant but when she heard the click of Sara's phone turning off her blood boiled and she growled rather loudly.

"Don't ruin your relationship with her because of me." Sy had stepped into the kitchen when he heard Amy's raised voice. "I don't know why she's being this way but she's dead set on knowing it all and I don't just don't think I can do it."

Amy hugged him. "You don't have to, Sy. If talking about what happened helps you I will gladly listen to every detail. I will continue to love you just the same if you never tell me anything that happened. You are my little brother."

He walked over to the counter and leaned his hip against it, arms crossed over his chest. "I should just disappear. It would make everyone's lives easier."

"You better not disappear! We need you," Amy insisted

Millie came running into the kitchen ending their conversation. "Unka Sy!" She ran up to him with her little arms in the air and he scooped her up.

"And what do you want?" He asked her as he tickled her and made her squirm and giggle.

"Come pay wif me!"

He sighed dramatically then flipped her upside. "I guess, if I have to."

They spent time playing with the kids before they had their dinner and got ready for bed both falling asleep after a story.

Once it was quiet Sy's mind started to go into hyper vigilance again and he was getting antsy. His eyes were darting to all the windows and doors searching for the enemy. When Amy came back downstairs and called them to the kitchen so they could all eat dinner Deb got an idea. "Amy, do you have any card games or board games?"

"I do!" She jumped up excitedly and went to gather them up.

"You did it now woman," Sy shook his head. "She loves playing games."

Deb held out her hand to him and tried to pull him up which was futile until he helped. "Games are a good distraction," She explained as she guided him toward the kitchen. Once he was in front of her she smacked his ass. "Woman?" She growled.

He bit back a shocked squeak and spun on her quickly wrapping his arms around her and roughly squeezing her ass with both hands. "Yea, woman." There was a playfulness in his eyes as she reached back and swatted at his hands. "Mine", he growled deep in his chest as he pressed his forehead to hers.

"Only yours, always," She promised. He kissed her until she was breathless and leaning heavily against him. "Mmmm," She sighed contentedly.

"Found em," Amy held up the boxes triumphantly.

Thirty minutes later they were deep into a game of 'Syverson rules Uno' which she learned ment the deck had three special make your own wild cards, one of which Sy made a draw 10 card and you could 'stack' draw cards. The first hand Debbie had to draw eight and Sy enjoyed that just a little too much. So now, about half way into the game, Debbie was in a fit of hysterical laughter, Amy was in tears from laughter, Mike was trying to hide his smile and Sy was cursing. "Biggest bunch of fuckin bullshit I've ever seen in my life." He grumbled. "You keep laughin'" he shook his finger at Deb. It only made her laugh so hard she snorted which led to Amy's hysterical laughter and poor Aika looking at them all like they were mad. "It's not that funny!" Sy huffed at his sister.

"You," gasp, "had to," snort, "draw," guffaw, "18!" Tears from laughter streamed down Amy's face.

He shook his head and glared at her before picking up a pretzel twist and throwing it at her head which Aika happily munched as soon as it hit the floor. "Play!" He growled.

Deb tried to control her laughter but failed, earning her own pretzel to the head. "They're your rules Syverson! I'm just playing by them," she explained innocently.

"Uh-huh," he nodded, giving her a look that was supposed to be of anger but he couldn't hide his grin.

They continued to play games for a couple of hours before Deb noticed Sy starting to wear out. "I hate to end a fun time but I'm getting kinda tired. I think I'm ready to stretch out."

"Of course," Amy stood up and gave her a hug. "You know where everything is but if there is something you can’t find just let me know."

"Thank you again for letting us crash here," sis.

"You know you're welcome here anytime. " She gave him a hug then shooed them off to bed.

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Deb made sure Aika had been walked then crawled into bed where Sy was already waiting. The coolness of the sheets was welcoming on her sore, aching body. She wasn't really sleepy but physically she was beyond exhausted. Sighing contentedly when Sy pulled her against his side she pressed a kiss to his chest. "You feeling better sweetheart? "

"Still not right but much better than earlier. I'm so sorry you have to go through this with me. You deserve so much better."

The sadness in his voice broke her heart. She raised up on her elbow and looked at him. "I'm sorry you have to go through it baby, that you went through any of it. You're wrong though. I don't deserve better because there is no one better."

He turned on his side and hugged her to him pressing a kiss to her head nearly purring as she ran her nails lightly up and down his back.

"Mine," She said softly.

"All yours sugar. Only yours."

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angryschnauzer · 1 year

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As Sweet As Honey - Chapter 1

Summary: Finding a new life in a new town, you stumble upon a Honey farmer at the town market. You both have pasts that have shaped the way you now live your lives, but can you find a way of putting them behind you to find happiness?

Pairing: ‘Lucas’ Syverson x Female Reader

Fandom: Henry Cavill, Sandcastle (Movie).

Ongoing Genre: Fluff, Angst, and Smut

Warnings: None for this chapter

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Wordcount: 3073

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A Sweet As Honey

Walking slowly through the farmers market you inhaled deeply, the crisp morning air filled with heady scents. From the stall selling baked goods to the one from the fruit farm piled high with berries, you were tempted to buy one of everything. Crafters showed off their wares, hand knitted scarves and carefully crafted leather purses, the array of skills on offer was mind blowing.

Strolling along you turned the corner and saw the bright sign for a honey stand, the retro font proudly proclaiming its name as ‘Akia Honey Farm’. Before you could go any further a familiar face popped into view;

“Hi there Sweetie!”

“Oh hi Mrs Roberts”

The friendly old woman volunteered at the local library, guiding people to the sections they needed, helped at the front desk and was pretty much known as the person that could point you in the right direction of whatever you wanted;

“I had someone asking if i knew of anyone that sold lavender, i didn’t give them your details but took theirs, i know you mentioned that the bushes in your yard are in full bloom”

Taking the piece of paper from her you glanced at it, a single name and number;

“Thanks, i’ll give this Lucas guy a call… the bushes are covered in bees at the moment so they’ll have to wait until they’ve finished feeding”

“I’m sure it’ll be ok, you take care now sweetie!”

Watching the older woman as she walked away she started to chat to other people, you got distracted by a flower stall, being drawn to the bright blooms tied into bunches.

Having made your purchase after much deliberation you recalled your initial intention and approached the honey stand, your attention focused on the produce, so when a soft deep voice greeted you, it made you jump a little;

“Good Morning! Looking for something sweet?”

“OH! Hi!”

The face behind the voice had you mesmerised, the man was tall - at least 6ft - and dressed in soft flannel, blue eyes that sparkled with a hint of mischief and a strong jawline covered in a soft beard. A warm smile spread across his face;

“How are you doing today?”

“Good, great! It's a beautiful morning”

He looked around and smiled again;

“It is indeed, this weather will bring the blossoms out, the bees will love that…”

You were so entranced by the handsome man in front of you, that you’d practically forgotten what you were there for, your brain finally catching up with your heart as you looked down at the produce;

“What would you recommend?”

“Depends what you’re using it for… are you adding it to cereal, or baking?”

“I like to add it to herbal tea, i have herbs in my garden and make my own blends”

He smiled at this and reached over the produce to lift a jar of clear yellow honey;

“You’ll find this the best option then, it’s got a subtle taste and aroma that isn’t overpowering, would you like to try a sample?”

Nodding you watched as he pulled a honey stirrer from an open jar, before nodding to a basket of freshly cut bread to which you picked a piece, holding it out as he drizzled the liquid gold over the soft dough, a small drip landing on your finger. Swapping hands you licked it off your skin before trying it on the bread, the soft flavours hitting your taste buds and making you let out a quiet moan;

“Oh this is so good! I could just lick it off skin , it's so good!…”

The man actually blushed a little at your words and you didn’t know what to say, instead just stuffing the rest of the bread into your mouth and you nodded, muttering like a hamster with its cheeks stuffed that you’d take a jar of it. Noticing that he had other products you moved your attention to those, taking in the beeswax candles before you spotted some waxy fabric squares;

“What are these if you don’t mind me asking?”

“Beeswax Wraps, they’re reusable food wraps, rather than using single use plastic”

“How do they work? They seem really stiff” you frowned at the one in your hand

“Let me show you” he lifted the wrap from your grasp and set an empty bowl on the table in front of you, holding the wrap over it he slowly smoothed it down until it wrapped around the bowl.

“Oh i see! Can i try?”

He passed you another wrap and you tried to mimic his actions, but the fabric wouldn’t behave;

“Why won’t it work?” you muttered to yourself, however you were surprised when he laid his hands over the top of yours;

“You just need to hold it a little longer, let the heat from your palms soften the wax”

You were transfixed by the sheer size of his hands as they covered your own, warm and a little rough from working manual labour, you could have stayed like that all day. When he finally pulled away you had to stop yourself whining at the loss of his touch, but when you looked down your wrap was securely holding around the bowl;

“Oh, it worked!” you picked two fabrics you liked the designs of and handed them over; “Can i take these two as well?”

“Of course, that's great, thank you”

He packed your purchases into a small paper bag with bees printed on it, handing it over as you paid him and he handed you the change;

“Thank you, and if you get a chance please leave a review online or tag us on social media, that’d be great”

You glanced into the bag and saw he’d put a business card in, nodding you smiled at him;

“Absolutely! One last thing, where did you get that bread? Was it at this market?It's amazing!”

The man smiled, the blush returning to his cheeks;

“Actually i baked it myself”

“Oh… Ok, thanks anyway”

As other customers appeared you took your leave, wishing you hadn’t felt quite as awkward around such a handsome guy.

Your walk home was a pleasant one after spending another couple of hours at the market, you lived on the outskirts of town but as the area was known for its hiking trails there was sidewalk well past the town line meaning you didn’t have to walk on the verge of the road. As you strolled along you absentmindedly scrolled through your phone, remembering to pull up the instagram page for the honey seller, and what you saw stopped you in your tracks;

“Good god…” you muttered as you scrolled through his feed. You weren’t sure if it was deliberate, but almost every other post could be considered a thirst trap; from the reel of him using the hand cranked honey spinning centrifuge and the tight white tank top he wore showing off his impressive arms and torso that seemed to be patterned with the occasional scar, to the close up shots of his hands, whether he was gently letting the bees climb over his palms, to the one where he dipped his finger in a jar of honey and sucked it off, his plump lips wrapping around the digit as he held eye contact with the camera.

When you finally looked up from your phone you realised you’d walked past your house, letting out a small laugh you turned and backtracked the hundred feet or so before you finally stepped into your yard, letting the small white gate shut behind you. For a moment you took in the beautiful flowers and herbs you’d so carefully tended, until your attention moved to the long line of Lavender bushes that ran along the back perimeter of your property. They were teaming with bees feasting on the rich nectar, the hum from the insects, a low background noise that added to the calls of the wild birds and the occasional cry of a deer as it strayed from the woodland.

Once you were settled and had packed away your purchases, your flowers happily in water in an old mason jar in the kitchen window you found the slip of paper Mrs Roberts had given you. Glancing at the purple haze the Lavender gave off you dialled the number and listened to it ring, hearing the automated voicemail before you left a message;

“Hi this is a message for Lucas, Mrs Roberts at the library passed me your number that you were looking for Lavender blooms. I have quite a lot in my yard but they are covered in bees at the moment…” you continued the message, leaving your address and suggesting that he come look to see if it's what he was needing before you committed to anything. Hanging up you set your phone aside before making yourself a tea and grabbing the novel you were halfway through, heading out to the wicker chair you had on your little porch at the side of the house, ready to settle in for a while in the sunshine.

Sy finished packing the last of the equipment away, smiling to himself as he saw the number of boxes of product he was loading into the back of his truck were considerably lighter than they had been that morning. With the takings safely locked away in the glove compartment of his truck he sought out the market organiser and paid for the pitch, before calling out for his German Shepherd that had spent most of the day happily snoozing under the table unbeknown to his customers;

“Akia, c’mon Girl!”

As the dog made the rounds of the last few traders that were still packing away in the late afternoon sunshine, Sy checked his phone. Dismissing the social media notifications he saw that he had a voicemail, listening to it as he opened the passenger side door and Akia jumped into the cab;

“Okay, we’ve got a stop to make on the way home, just round the corner from the hives though”

As he pulled up at the small wooden cottage, Sy spotted how it was nicely painted and the gardens tended to perfectly, but if you looked a little closer there were things that needed to be done; shingles loose on the roof, the driveway needed to be re-gravelled, the gutter pipe was loose from the down spout, meaning the rainwater would run down the end of the porch.

“Wait here girl”

The dog didn’t respond, she was back to snoozing again on the wide seats of the truck, Sy gently shut the door so as not to wake his furry best friend. Opening the small wooden gate he noticed that the hinges were worn and that the latch could do with being oiled, but let it quietly close behind him. As he turned the corner of the house two things immediately came into view; the masses of Lavender bushes that filled the senses, and the owner of the cottage quietly sleeping in a chair on the porch, her book hanging from her hand where she’d nodded off mid chapter.

It took him a moment to recognise you, but as the realisation set in he felt a warmth through his body. Curled in your chair with your feet tucked under your legs, your dress had ridden up and he could see the soft curve of your thighs. Without your jacket he could see how your dress clung to your body, accentuating your breasts. Your mouth sat slightly open, your lips plump, and he could imagine himself running his thumb over your bottom lip as he uttered soft praises.

Realising he was now not only staring, but also standing in a strangers garden as she slept, he shook himself;

“C’mon Sy, you’ve seen the Lavender, time to get going”

Quietly leaving the garden he made a mental note to message you back, before driving the short distance home, as it turned out he lived in the plot next door… it just happened that his fields backed onto your property.

Sunday morning rolled around and you were woken by your phone chiming with a text message, reading it through bleary eyes and you saw that it was the guy that wanted some Lavender, suggesting he come over late morning. Typing out a short reply that you were fine with that, you switched to Instagram and sleepily watched the stories, before one came up for Akia Honey;

“Oh what’s he been up to now?”

Tapping through the tags and shares from the previous day's market, you came to a reel he’d posted just a couple of hours earlier, captions showing he was going to be making honey bread. With clips of him mixing the ingredients by hand, before it cut to him kneading the dough wearing what looked like just an apron and jeans. Well, that and a light dusting of flour your fingers just wanted to dust off and feel the heat of his skin beneath. Shaping a loaf it was then captioned ‘time to shape the buns’ and your eyebrows shot up they almost hit your hairline;

“He can shape my buns any time he likes…” you muttered, your vision transfixed as his massive hands shaped the globes of dough, before he placed them onto the baking tray. The reel ended with a shot of the finished loaves, a steaming mug of coffee sat next to them as the morning sunlight streamed in through the window; “Well, I don't know if I now need sex, carbs, or coffee… thank you very much!” you muttered sarcastically, before you finally threw the covers off and headed for the shower.

You were mid way through your 2nd cup of coffee when you heard footsteps on your porch, and a quiet voice saying ‘no, sit, stay’. Peering out of the window you saw Mr Akia Honey outside, to which he saw you and waved.

Stepping out of the side door you smiled;

“Um, Hi…”

“Morning, you called me about the lavender yesterday? Sorry it took so long to come back to you, the market was really busy”

“You’re Lucas?!”

“Lucas Syverson, but just Sy is fine” the man smiled at you and held his hand out to shake, which you cautiously took, hoping as you shook hands you weren’t shaking too much from nerves. At that moment you heard a quiet woof from behind him, and much to your disappointment he withdrew his hand as he stepped aside; “And this is Akia, my trusty bee-hound”

“Bee-hound? That’s a breed? She looks a lot like a German Shepherd to me”

Laughing Sy shook his head;

“No, she’s actually a rescue that I brought back from overseas but i’ve trained her to scent out wild honey, plus her colouring means that ‘Bee-hound’ fits well”

The dog came up to you slowly and sniffed your hand, before she sat in front of you expectantly;

“If you’re comfortable with dogs, she’s waiting for a head pat…”

“Oh! Of course!” stroking the top of Akia’s head she started to wag her tail, before sneezing once and getting up again; “I guess that’s her way of saying that’s enough?”

Laughing, Sy smiled at you;

“That’s about right. So, the Lavender? I swung by yesterday after i’d finished at the market but you were…”

Your heart dropped into your stomach at what he was about to say;

“Oh god, was that when I was asleep on the chair? I’m so sorry about that”

Again with his soft laugh breaking the tension; “It’s fine, it’s your home, it was a long day, it's the weekend. You can do whatever you want, its me that should be apologising for just turning up without calling first”

You both paused for a moment before you nodded to the purple pushes that ran alongside your property boundary line;

“Anyway, how much Lavender did you need? You can take as much as you like”

The pair of you stepped off the porch and onto the soft grass, Akia taking the chance to explore your yard as she sniffed out behind trees and shrubs. Standing a few feet from the purple haze you watched as Sy slowly extended his hand to the sea of blooms.

“Watch out for… bees…”

Smiling at you he turned back to the insect covered flowers;

“Its fine, they’re my bees anyway” you watched as he let the little striped creatures crawl across his hand before buzzing off elsewhere; “I hadn’t realised that your property backs onto mine”

“It does?”

“This is my field” he nodded to the meadow that surrounded your property; “My cabin is just behind those pines” he nodded into the meadow to which you looked into the distance, just able to see the red tin roof of his home; “You see those little blue spots in the distance? They’re the hives”

He turned back to the Lavender and let out a small sigh;

“I’ve never seen blooms quite this vivid. Would you be offended if I made you an offer?”

You couldn’t help it but an eyebrow shot up your forehead, to which Sy turned almost beet red;

“No, no… not that kind of offer… i mean, i’d like to take all of it, the Lavender that is… oh god…” he laughed and raked his hand down his face before taking a deep breath and putting his hands on his hips;

“This crop of Lavender is amazing. I've been looking to add Lavender to a number of products, but it’s so expensive. I was wondering if we could work out a bartering exchange or something? I noticed you have a few shingles loose on the front of your property that I could fix for you, and I can supply you with as much honey as you could ever wish for…”

Standing there you pretended to mull over his offer, knowing full well you would happily accept whatever terms he wanted;

“Throw in a loaf of that amazing bread and you have yourself a deal”

Grinning, he took your hand and shook it;

“Deal”

Ten minutes later you were watching Sy and Akia walk back to their cabin through the meadow, he’d promised to swing by later that afternoon to harvest some of the lavender and bring his tools to fix the shingles on the front of the house. Now you just need to keep yourself busy until then.

Chapter 2 >>>

#syverson x reader #captain syverson #syverson fanfiction #henry cavill

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yourdeepestfathoms · 2 years

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Ride the Cyclone Kids and Sleepovers

okay, so i’m gonna do a few headcanons for sleepovers at specific people’s houses (Penny excluded), then general headcanons!

Constance’s house!

Second best place to have sleepovers at

Her parents are SO NICE

Dinner is always THE BEST there

Constance’s little brother sometimes hangs out with them for a bit

You can’t tell me Constance doesn’t own ALL the Just Dance games

So they usually end up having a very fierce dance battle during sleepovers

Constance always gives her bed to someone else, what a sweetheart

They somehow end up binge watching Barbie movies while over at her house

Mischa’s house!

Best place to have a sleepover at because they can do whatever the hell they want in his basement

There’s so much room for activities!

When they go to sleep, they’re usually sprawled out All Over the floor since there’s a lot of space

I feel like Mischa’s basement is the perfect location for playing Twister

Noel’s house!

They can’t be as wild at his house to keep from disturbing his mom, but it’s still really fun over there!

His mom likes seeing Noel hanging out with other kids :)

Catch Ocean out here CONSTANTLY sucking up to Ms. Gruber

Ocean’s house!

Worst place for sleepovers

First of all, it smells like weed and incense, which is just AWFUL

Second of all, her parents are just…really weird

They make everyone Really Uncomfortable

I feel like Ocean’s house has an awesome backyard, though, so they’ll usually hang out outside

Or in her room

She’s always so embarrassed of her house, poor girl

She hides it, though

Ricky’s house!

He definitely owns a Switch, so they’ll usually play games like Mario Kart

Which turns the whole sleepover into a literal WAR (Ocean will pick Rainbow Road Every Single Time)

When over at his house, it’s basically assured that SOMEONE is gonna wake up with a cat on their face

General sleepover shenanigans!

Okay, so, pajamas? (yes, it’s important I provide reference photos, you gotta get the VIBE)

Noel’s got, like, these (fake) silk pajamas, and it’s So Extra

Penny’s in this simple but super cute night gown

Constance has frog pajamas fight me

Meanwhile, Ricky has cat pajamas

Ocean has these weird upcycles pajamas

Mischa is just in some shorts and a muscle shirt

Penny got the Whole Choir animal slippers, and they’re all Legally Required to wear them

Penny has sheep (because of her last name), Ricky has cats (obviously), Noel has rabbits, Mischa has sharks (that look like they’re eating his feet), Constance has hedgehogs, and Ocean has penguins

They all fight over what movie to watch

“Citizen Kane!” “ew, no! we should watch Rear Window!” “i just wanna watch The Lion King 2…” “can we PLEASE watch Encanto” “SAW V!!!!!!!”

Sleepover games? Sleepover games

They do that game where you make the worst concoction of different food/drinks possible and have other people consume it (Ocean almost dies Every Time because you can’t tell me homegirl doesn’t have the weakest stomach ever)

THEY PLAY GARTIC PHONE

Here’s some examples of what they would do from when I played with my own friends

In order of who drew what: Constance, Ocean, Ricky, Penny

In order of who drew what: Ocean, Constance, Noel, Ricky, Penny, Mischa

Noel: Ocean, Kiss, Marry, Kill: Penny, Constance, and Mischa >:)

Ocean: I’m acearo

Noel: Shit my bad

Noel: Ocean, Have As A Lab Partner For A Whole Semester, Be Stuck Inside An Elevator With For Seven Hours, Get Trained By At A Fast Food Restaurant: Penny, Constance, and Mischa >:)

Ocean ALWAYS helps clean up while at someone else’s house (just because she wants the praise from their parents and HAS to be the favorite friend)

Noel: What the fuck are you doing

Ocean, doing the dishes: My part

Mrs. Potts: Ricky, sweetie, why is your ginger friend vacuuming the carpet? How did she even know where the vacuum was??

Ricky, signing: She does that, just let it run its course

Mischa initiates pillow fights

Penny and Ricky would convince the others to make blanket forts with them

Mischa and Noel both like to style/braid the girls’ hair

When it finally falls silent, and they all seem like they’re finally about to go to sleep for the night, one of them will laugh for No Reason and cause all the others to start howling with laughter

If there’s no room on a couch when everyone else is already sitting, Penny will just be like “guess I have to lay on all of you”

And then she lays on all of them

One time while at Constance’s house, SOMEONE yelled for the Alexa to play Roman Holiday and utter MAYHEM broke out after that

Noel and Penny were SINGING

Ricky was jamming out, living his best life

Ocean was DESPERATELY trying to get the Alexa to stop

Constance was like “guys! guys, shh! people are gonna hear you!” (cause hc that the Blackwoods live above the cafe)

Mischa arrived back from the bathroom and was Very Confused

Noel and Penny were using random utensils as microphones and kept trying to get the others to join them (“come on, Mischa!” “this is a spatula”)

Penny, holding a ladle out to Constance: sing it, Constance!

Constance, leaning into the ladle like it’s an actual microphone: i don’t know Roman Holiday

Meanwhile, Ocean was DYING

Ocean, sobbing: Alexa, stop playing Roman Holiday!

Alexa didn’t hear her

Alexa wished for her death

#ride the cyclone #rtc #rtc headcanons #ride the cyclone headcanons #ocean o'connell rosenberg #constance blackwood #mischa bachinski #noel gruber #ricky potts #jane doe #penny lamb

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sidewayspeace444 · 6 months

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Sooo…..

I’m not sure how to word this and hopefully it’s not long, but I’ll begin by saying, Chris Evans’ fandom just needs to ignore EVERYTHING from his side, that includes his friends, family, the “wife” and her friends, etc.

I do believe there may be more than meets the eye with this mess behind the scenes, but I also recognize that as much as this entire “shitshow” as its now been deemed, seems phony and fake…. At this point, let’s just say it’s what it is. Chris is a married man and he married a woman that I don’t believe he truly knows, but that’s on him. 🤷🏻‍♀️

See, looking back at everything, even if this started as PR, which I’m partial to believe…..Chris still sat his ass on stage last week and said he…. Married a woman from Portugal. 😂

But, I remember his likes on IG years ago, he liked and followed some big booty fitness influencer and no, not that Sara chick. I think he and 🐟 might’ve had a PR thing that started professionally and then he liked whatever, but when it was time to “debut” this mess….. his dumbass never expected the backlash. If this has always been real or pr turned real or just pr, etc he never expected fans to deep dive into the problematic woman who keeps trolling his fandom? See, people stated her IG cleaned up of over 100 posts so he or someone knew enough. He is not permanently attached to racist scum.

Look Chris is a very privileged white male, like….DUH!

But look how he talks about project roles, so many deserving actors and actresses are out here scraping for decent roles and then there’s Chris….Mr. “I turn down lead roles”, “I only want to make one movie a year”, “I don’t understand my privilege so I take advantage of it”.

Chris has been in a Marvel/Disney protection bubble for over a decade. It prevented him from growing as an actor and person. He had people at the ready to clean his mess and wipe his ass. He’s no longer in that bubble and ironically you can go back and see how he’s been cascading down ever since. He started decent with Knives Out and Defending Jacob, but then the pandemic happened and he like many…. Lost their minds and sanity.

First it was Lily James PR mess and then I guess money was decent that he chose to do another stunt and it’s led to all of this. Chris wants to seem like he’s smarter than he comes off, but I do believe he’s the type to go…. You like Eckart Tolle?!…..omg me too, yep we’re destined to be together. Boston has a huge population from PT, and racist history so 🐟 should enjoy her time there. 🙄

Anyway Chris has ALWAYS had problematic individuals in his circle both personally and professionally, again….privileged white man who loves to act holier than thou. He did some basic ass tweets during trump era and people started stanning him because everyone hated trump and Chris was basically the conduit of their thoughts.

He pandered to black women, even reprimanded one during an interview, after again…pandering …pretending to flirt over her white boots, knowing he’s being recorded …..then got pissy with her…all because she used the word “brand”. But look at his “brand” now. 😒

This man left social media because he couldn’t withstand the pressure of people not kissing his ass and his choice in life partner. He keeps saying the internet is bad, no sweetie, the internet isn’t the problem it’s YOU!

Ugh, I’m done, mainly because I too wanted this to turn out to be 100% PR, he acted like he didn’t like her publicly only to put a ring on it, yet that could have been to have people wondering and staying engaged with this mess.

I think she’ll be his karma for however long they last.

There is 0.1% in me that would LOVE for this mess to be revealed as shitty PR, fake marriage and all, but I’m tired of trying to force feed things. Chris has a ring… fake or not, it would be stupid to acknowledge himself as married only to come back with….. I’m not married, still single.

So for those believing this is PR, I stand with you, but I’m tired of holding out hope that he was ever truly decent. Decent people don’t have multiple problematic friends and coworkers, Emily Blunt is a fat shamed too, her and Justin should get along very well. Decent people don’t take their career and fans for granted EVER!

This IS who Chris Evans is and it’s time everyone drops the projection and fantasy. If I’m wrong…… I’d like to see Chris himself prove me wrong, but that’s not going to happen…..is it?

This fandom use to be a source of fun and relief from personal shit, but now it’s aided in more gaslighting and emotional hurt about a guy I never knew.

You all have been so cool and I wish Chris turned out to be the man we all thought he actually was, but his own actions have proven, he’s not.

Everyone take care! ✌️

Let’s stop defending this man like we are getting paid. Let’s drag him! He wants to blame everyone but himself for his flop era

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plentyoffandoms · 1 year

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Can the reader be in the elite, and Austin and the elite find out about the relationship. But she and Colten try to play it off like there not.

Colten Gunn x f/Reader

Main Masterlist ♡ Miscellaneous Wrestlers Masterlist

Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.

Warnings: Some swearing

Gifs & photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @mith-gifs-wrestling 2nd gif @frentique 3rd gif @beingallelite 4th gif @serpentico

I hope you like it.

WC: 2199

Summary: f/Reader is the younger cousin to Matt & Nick. She is also a member of the Elite & is in a secret relationship with Colten Gunn.

Tyson - Kenny Omega ☆ Monty - Billy Gunn

YN'S POV:

"What had you smiling this early in the morning?" I couldn't help but jump when I heard the sound of Nick's voice suddenly next to me. I almost dropped my phone but was able to grab it just in time.

"Can a girl not wake up in a good mood?" I scowled at him as I tried to calm my heart rate down.

"Not at 5 am. You, my dear cousin, are not a morning person and we have learned long ago to never talk to you first thing in the morning. Now, what has you so happy this morning?"

"I was scrolling through Tiktok and saw a baby Giraffe that was falling asleep but it was trying to keep its eyes open," I screamed at myself. What a stupid lie. Nick will never believe that.

"Yeah, they are pretty cute. They could make anyone smile."

His attention was diverted to Matt bringing us all our drink orders as we had a bit until we could board the plane.

"Where were you last night YN? I tried to see if you wanted to join us for a movie night," Tyson asked me. I remember him knocking on the hotel door but I was kind of preoccupied with doing something, or should I say, someone.

"I took a hot bath and then I must of fell asleep because I didn't hear you at all."

"Well, maybe another time then." I just nodded my head at him.

Matt, Nick and Tyson started up some new conversations that I have no interest in. Most likely about what they are gonna be doing for their next vlog.

I just go along with whatever they want to do for them, but I am more than happy to not be a part of every single video.

Even though I am a member of the Elite, the only female member mind you, I still need a break from time to time from the boys.

We do everything together, except for that whole thing with Phil, I was nowhere near that whole kerfuffle and for the first time since I started professionally wrestling, I was alone.

I didn't have my cousins or my honorary cousin there for support but in came Monty and his sons.

Monty knew from past experiences with me that I was not a fan of flying by myself, so he took it upon himself to make sure that I always had someone near me or next to me on the planes.

Usually, that person was Colten, as we were really good friends beforehand. He is also the calmer one of the two brothers and even though I love Austin, I could not and still can not handle being stuck next to his talkative self for hours on end.

But as time went on, I soon found myself developing a crush on the older brother. I didn't notice it at first, but whenever he would smile at me, my hands seemed to get sweety and I found myself stuttering. Then it dawned on me when he was napping next to me on the plane to New York.

I was in love with him. At first, I was in complete denial about it, until one day I just couldn't take it anymore after watching him flirt with some random woman at the gym.

It felt like my heart was breaking into a thousand pieces when I saw him get her number. At that moment, he looked behind her in the floor-to-ceiling mirror and saw me standing there.

He turned around and watched as I bolted to the woman's changing room. I needed to leave and get far away from him as possible for the time being.

But I wasn't expecting Colten to be waiting there, still in his gym clothes, "YN, can we talk?"

"I don't think that is a good idea. I'll see you later."

"Just wait for me. I'll go change and we can go somewhere private and talk."

I wanted to say no. My head was screaming at me to leave, but my heart was taking control and I agreed to it. He didn't take long and I found myself in the rental car and him driving us to some different location when we finally stopped, well I didn't speak and neither did he until he decided to break the silence.

"You know YN, I have loved spending time with you these last few weeks. I mean, we were friends before but now, damn I can't imagine you by my side as you have been."

"I know, it's gonna be harder when they come back," I was trying to stop the tears from falling when I heard him mention we were just friends.

"But," Colten reached for my hand and held it in his, "I want to be more than just friends. I tried to fight it, but damn it has been hard."

"I. I wo..would like that too," I mentally slapped myself for stuttering.

We had our first date that same day and we have been together ever since, but we have decided to just keep it between the two of us.

We didn't want everyone in our business at first and then we just liked the fact that it was just the two of us knowing.

COLTEN GUNN'S POV:

"Where the hell were you last night?" I heard just before a pillow came down on my head.

"Just out. Met up with some friends and got talking," I groaned as I swatted away my brother, but all he did was hit me with the pillow again.

"Get your ass moving. We have a plane to catch."

I rolled over and saw the clock said it was 4 am. "Five more minutes." I lay on my stomach and put my arms under the pillows.

"Get up Colten. Dad is meeting us downstairs."

I sighed once more and got kicked the sheets off of me and sat up, trying to wake up, "Oh and Colten?"

"Yes, Austin?"

"Maybe this 'friend' of yours should cut their nails just a bit. They did a number on your back," I could hear the smugness in his voice.

I got up and looked in the mirror and I saw what he was saying. YN and I are usually much more careful, but we haven't been together in a few weeks and I guess we just threw caution out the window last night. I remember the pain mixed with pleasure when her nails scratched up and down my back.

"You got like 5 mins to shower now lover boy. Let's go." Austin called from the edge of the bed he was laying on. I just slammed the door in his face, already needing a break from him today.

◆

I was texting YN as we made our way to the airport, the three of us, plus her people had to get to the next spot a bit earlier as we had conventions we were going to.

Austin and now my Dad was badgering me about who I was with last night. "Come on Son, is she hideous?" My Dad jokingly asked me.

I quickly looked over at YN, who was laughing at something Matt said and I said, "Nope. She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

My Dad softly smiled at me and clapped me on the shoulder. He is a big romantic at heart and I was glad he didn't notice my little glance at YN, but Austin sure as hell did.

He looked between YN and me and a massive, annoying smile came over his face. "Yeah yeah, I bet she is Colten."

AUSTIN GUNN'S POV:

I kept replaying the glance over in my head and I tried to think back to see if YN has been acting off as well.

I know they spent a lot of time together beforehand, but that wasn't unusual. They were friends after all, but then him and her would disappear for hours on end or always have to be sitting next to one another.

But if I ask them, they will both deny it. I have to get other people involved but she only spends most of her time with her cousin and Tyson and they would never willingly spy on their baby cousin.

◆

I pushed the thought of asking them or telling them my thoughts about my brother and their cousin to the side. In their eyes, she can do no wrong.

That was until I heard the two of them talking.

"Are you certain you saw the messages?"

"For the hundredth time Nick, yes. She left her phone unlocked and being the concerned cousin I am, I saw the messages between her and Colten."

"I knew it," my big mouth blurted out and they both looked at me.

"You knew what?"

"That something is going on between the two of them. He came back to our hotel room late a few days ago, with marks all over him."

I watched as they both cringed slightly. "Oh come off of it, they are both adults, but my main concern is why they kept it from me?" I ignored them as they rolled their eyes at me.

"Well, why don't we don't we just go ask them?" Nick asked, thinking it was a sensible question.

"Like they will come out and just tell us."

Now it was my turn to roll my eyes at them.

"I already asked her and she said she isn't seeing anyone. I asked her when I saw the messages."

"You let her know you saw the messages? How pissed was she?" I questioned.

"Very," Matt shuddered as he recalled the memory of them fighting.

"We will just have to wait and see then."

Poor Nick. He is trying to keep us all level-headed but he knows in the end, he can't keep me and Matt from snooping around even more.

COLTEN GUNN'S POV:

YN told me about what happened between her and Matt and I was so angry that he invaded her privacy like that, I wanted to go and find him and give him a nice talk too.

"Maybe we should just come out and tell them," YN didn't even sound sure about that herself. "Look, whatever you want to do, I will be right there beside you."

I told her as I gently cupped her face in my hands and leaned down and kissed her. "I just know how our families are," She muttered against my lips.

"I know baby, I know. We will tell them when the time is right for us. Not when they push us to tell them."

◆

Which was easier said than done. Austin kept badgering me about it and I told him we were not seeing one another. Then he went to YN and annoyed her so much, she threatened to make sure he could never have kids.

Her cousins even asked us both when they saw us just sitting there, eating lunch. "For the last time, we are just friends. Now go away before I call your wives." YN said, and I was trying not to laugh at their horrified expressions.

Then when Austin and I had a match against them, he turned on me and it became three against one. I could see YN trying to get into the ring to get to my side Brandon tried to hold her back, but she elbowed him in the stomach and he dropped his camera.

She stood between me and the three of them. The crowd, just looking on at us. Only maybe the first row fully hearing what she is saying.

"You happy? Are you three fucking happy now? Yes, we are together but you dumbasses just had to push and push."

They tried to talk to her but she just gave them the finger and turned around to help me. "You did great baby," I told her. "You may now be a heel but you did great."

"I'll see you backstage," I told jer

And I did. My Dad was slapping Austin upside the head and he yelped. YN was sternly talking to her cousins and they were looking down at the ground like a pair of schoolboys who just got caught cheating on a test.

I saw Austin get nudged over to the three of them by my Dad, who took a spot next to me. "You picked a good one there Colten," He said to me, clearly amused by the scene that we are witnessing.

"Yeah, I know I did," I said, smiling as he was very right. Looking on with fondness and love at the woman I love more than anything or anyone on this planet.

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mariusroyale · 1 year

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I found my people.... I found Raph obsessed sweeties 🥺 I love you.

I want to hear everything you have to say about him, thank you for this blog. It's full of food. Imma start eating

AAAAAAAAAAAAA

GO AHEAD

FEAST

IM A RAPH STAN TO THE VERY END *salute*

i have so many things to say about raph ESPECIALLY after season two + movie

garbled, nonsensical rant ahead:

because I’ve seen SO many posts about how the change in leader would have caused a rift between him and his brothers (worsening it, really, considering how he treats them enables them to behave poorly in the show)

pizza puffs is RIGHT THERE

like all through out, his bros are always reassuring, always saying ‘raph will take care of it’, just always relying on raph

AND RAPH LITERALLY BEATS HIMSELF UP OVER IT

HE LITERALLY HITS HIMSELF IN HIS CONFLICT (yeah sure haha funnie) BUT STILL!!

one could imagine the sudden change strains his relationship with his bros because despite how it, in THEORY, would have lessened the weight—

HE STILL HAS TO SHOULDER IT!!!!!

HE STILL HAS TO SCOLD LEO AND BICKER WITH HIM BECAUSE HE KNOWS THE CONSEQUENCES OF NEGLIGENCE AND ARROGANCE AND IT DOESNT GET THRU LEO'S SKULL UNTIL HIS BROTHERS AND THE WORLD ARE FUCKING DYING

BC LEO’S SELF ASSURED THAT IT WOULD WORK OUT LIKE IT ALWAYS DID EVEN IF THEY DIDNT RUMINATE ON THEIR ISSUES

(i will literally fall to my knees hearing Omar's voice in the movie in how well he portrayed Raph's desperation when he realised they needed to retreat, like he sounds so fucking distraught-- LITERALLY GO WATCH IT RN, THE WAY HE SHOUTS 'im not gonna argue with you!' is so fucking sad bc he doesn't!!! THERE'S SHIT HAPPENING AND I LITERALLY DO NOT WANT TO FIGHT WITH YOU RN--)

WHICH NOT ONLY WORSENS THAT RIFT

BUT THICKENS WHATEVER GLASS BETWEEN HIM AND THEIR YOUNGER SIBLINGS!! he and mikey used to be so close!! and it was to be explored that they distanced BECAUSE of raph’s smothering!! IM FOREVER MAD WE DIDNT GET THAT EP so you can imagine how Leo n Raph constantly bickering would have strained their relationships worse!!!

I can imagine how trying to recover it would be SO difficult, especially with Leo because seriously, causing the end of the world because of your own pride isn't some shit you can put under the rug, I can literally feel the cogs in my brain about how raph would be ambivalent on saying how he feels because it cost everyone so much

and because he picks his silence I can imagine Leo being all like 'be mad at me! be upset! yell at me or something, because you haven't said anything to me at all!' or some shit urhghghghr

and raph wouldn't want to upset him, doesn't want to fight, or yell, or make a repeat of the last few years because

hes fucking tired

he doesn't want to put more on Leo after almost losing him

also!! bad future:

raph’s the biggest!! and he’s so used to carrying that load that i can imagine it fucking KILLS him in the bad future!! ALL THAT- TO BE THEIR PROTECTER, ENDING UP DYING FIRST

BECAUSE OF COURSE HE WOULD

BECAUSE HE LOVES THEM SO MUCH AND IT HURTS HIM

when he shields Donnie from shredder in BN:NY, UGRHDHDH

when he shields both Mikey and Donnie when the Krang pulled that anti mystic bs!! he didn’t even think about what it would do- he just wanted to PROTECT

AND OFC RAPH SHIELDING LEO FROM GETTING FUCKING STABBED

RAPH. DIDNT. KNOW. WHERE. IT. WOULD. LAND.

a few inches lower and he would have fucking DIED!!!

he was LITERALLY doing the thing he knew best and it cost him his own autonomy and COULD HAVE LITERALLY FUCKING KILLED HIM—

BUT GOD FORBID HIS BROTHERS GET LETHALLY HURT, HE’LL TAKE IT HIMSELF BECAUSE HES JUST LIKE THAT

and that part of his character gets me so

BECAUSE he doesn’t HAVE to be such a caring overbearing worrywart like that!!!

all that parentification and the separation it left- he could have really just distanced himself entirely or just become jaded and bitter about how he didn’t get his own big brother treatment

BUT HE LOVES ANYWAY

HE'S STILL JUST A BIG GOOF

AND ITS SO 😭😭

HE CAN GET MAD AND UPSET AND STRESSED OUT AS MANY TIMES AS LONG AS IT MEANS HIS FAMILY IS SAFE AND CARED FOR

AND ITS LIKE *sobs*

i wanna know what a raph ep would be like if he just.. got a break

no really, i was so pumped to have a solo raph ep and then MY BOY GETS THROWN IN PRISON FOR LOOKING LIKE A CRIMINAL?!????

i would have gotten so violent, ong- he deserved a better solo ep >:((

and that ep after insane in the mama train, where he goes to his happy place

HES A SHOOTING STAR LIKE D’AWWJDHSJ

I WANNA SEE THIS BIG BEHEMOTH OF A TURTLE GET A BREAK FOR A LONG TIME AND HE JUST GETS TO CHILL

that being said, i am writing a fic on ao3 called ‘Red Angel Perpetuating Harm’ and i plan on uploading it once i fully manage to encapsulate raph’s trauma and what he deserves to treat it bc this fandom i stg….

guys

i get it, Leo’s there, yeah sure

RAPH IS RIGHT HERE. Y’ALL KEEP MAKIN UP SCENARIOS WHERE ITS JUST MADE UP TORTURE FOR LEO

WHEN RAPH IS RIGHT. THERE.

PERFECT. ATTENTIVE. LOVING. HIMBO.

raph’s trauma does not get addressed enough and i for one am DONEEEEE

HE GOT MUTATED. THERE WAS A SCRAPPED ENDING WHERE HE STRAIGHT UP LOST HIS EYE

HE LITERALLY ALMOST KILLED HIS BROS

RAPH ‘RED ANGEL OF PREVENTING HARM’ HAMATO ALMOST KILLED EM

AND IF YOU DONT WANT PHYSICAL ANGST-- HE'S GOT A HELLUVA LOT OF EMOTIONAL BAGGAGE TOO!!!!! HE'S RIGHT THERE!!!!!

and my fuckass fyp on tiktok is like ‘you want Leo edits?’ NO!!

whenever i get vids of raph, focusing on his loss or just cute edits im always like

bECAUSE HE DESERVES MORE ATTENTION!!!! HE'S SUCH A GOOD CHARACTER AND I ADORE HIM!!!

the fic I have rn + the outlines I've made have so far focuses on:

what happened after he got IMPALED (I really liked writing this one)

deeper into interrogation (im contemplating whether or not to write his savage self considering he is alone but idk how to implement it bc the rise Krang are insanely strong, goddamn)

and making his interactions with his bros as a Krang zombie worse

+ recovering his bonds with each brother (trying to figure out how to put all my feelings in their dynamics with raph together)

and splinter + April too, I want him to be able to vent without feeling GUILTY or BAD abt himself!!

the Leo parts of the fic I feel like u can literally smell the way I feel abt him bc JKSBHLJFBHLGBLHJFLBHJ

(no seriously, idc why fics keeps saying 'its not his fault!!' bc YES TF IT WAS.)

hoping to dive deeper into the aforementioned rift too, because god this fam needs some help but RAPH CENTRIC FIC MEANS HE GETS TO BE THE ONE TO CRY AND BE ANGRY AND UPSET TOO BECAUSE GODDAMMIT HE DESERVES TO

someone pls write other things I haven't addressed bc I wanna write em in the fic--

tldr; he best. the best big boy

here's a tiktok

#this is literally the best way I can put everything down without going into full detail #bc I don't think I can like--#this turtle is everything to me #rise raph #rottmnt #raphael hamato #ask #ish #and- ily too I love any rise raph stan #ty for prompting this word vomit I desperately needed to get this out #rottmnt raph #rottmnt raphael #raph appreciation

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cerealkiddie · 28 days

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can you do Hanma with a Regressor :0

Flip!Hanma Shuji x Regressor!Gn!Reader

ok ok, you didn't specify carer!shuji so I used my current hc for him. hope that's ok, shoot me an ask if you want smth different

not the first person you'd think of to be a good babysitter but suprizingly he does quite well with kids and the like.

reacts well when you tell him abt ur regression, literally: "thats cool, I don't mind it at all. lemme know if you need anything, kay sweetheart?"

he understands he needs to tone it down with younger little ones and ramps up the chaos with older kids!

He likes endearments and petnames. he does it as a joke with a lotta people btw. he calls kisaki 'sweetie' and 'honey as a joke.... yeah shuji a joke...

piggy back rides? rides on his motorcycle? "whatever you want princess/prince" he's already grabbing a helmet for you and his leather jacket.

in this moment you can tell he's being genuine and not his usual clown self (I love him but he is literally a thrill junkie of a hyena)

v big on knick knacks, trinkets, things. gachapons, keychains, plushies, snacks. he's a gift giver. whatever he thinks you'll like, it's in his hands and on its way to you ! <3

if he gets into a fight on the way to ur place he will turn around, go back to his or a convenience store to bandage up before heading to you. he doesn't wanna scare u with his injuries (if he has them) it also happens that he tames better care of himself with you around.

hanma is also a big person of words. he tells u how cool your castle of blocks or legos is, how cute you look in that new silly hat, how proud he is of you trying something for the first time. he also enjoys receiving it. ur proud of him looking after you and are grateful? he melts. you love him being ur carer? yeah no that's just dust,,, (he laughs it off too😒)

also v touchy. draping himself over you, holding hands while crossing the street, putting you on his lap while yall watch a movie , (no shuji didn't fall asleep) he'll even play with ur hair, he likes how it feels in his fingers.

I feel like hanma's also a regressor. but it's more he doesn't know bc he can't tell. he's more giggly, strings of babbling that doesn't make sense and sounds like a essay of shower thoughts.

in the timeskips when hanma's alive he definitely spends his energy seeking adrenaline doing teenage petty crimes. graffiti, easy theft with the help of a little charisma. he's a teen regressor, v independent and loves causing mischief. can and will look after another kiddo if they're close.

ddlg/abdl/nsfw/variants dni! add any of ur own headcanons in the comments or reblogs ! post belongs to me ☆

#.drowsy writes #tokyo rev agere #agere tokyo rev #agere tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers agere #agere fanfic #fandom agere #agere reader #agere headcanons #sfw agere

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pasta-in-the-pudding · 9 months

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Thank you sososososo much for all the killian writing you do, it's *chefs kiss* 💋 💋💋 that beautiful man owns my entire brain and i love how you write him as a sweetie, in my fantasy he'd be my prince charmng and sweep me off my feet 🥹💗

do you have hcs about how he'd spoil and pamper his gf? The ways Killian would shower you with love?

Love u and your writing, stay hydrated and get rest 💗💗💗💗💗💗

Omg this is one of the most sweetest asks ive ever gotten <33

Remember to also take care of yourself, drink water, eat food, take meds (if you have any!) And enjoy life <3

Note: she/her pronouns are used

Thank you so much for requesting!!

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How killian spoils you

Killian's love language is physical touch

Not in the clingy way, rather in a way where when all else fails him, he just lets his body speak for itself

Which happens quite often

He has so many feelings- so many complex feelings

And its things he can't explain with mere words

So he communicates to you via soft touches and kisses

When he showers you with love it is in the most tender and heartfelt way he can think of

His favorites are taking you head in his hands and kissing you all over, and of course, cuddling with you

When he cuddles you its always in a slightly protective position, with him holding you tightly and as close as he can, whispering sweet nothings into your ear and telling you how much he adores you

You make his heart ache and his knees weak, he just doesn't know how to convey that to you in words

Despite gift giving not being his main love language, it still sneaks its way in there sometimes

For instance, maybe he sees something he knows you'll like ("signs", he calls them) and that will set him off on a whole rampage of just getting things for you

"Oh, Y/n would really like this...Oh! That's Y/n's favorite soda! I might as well get it for her....and what good is soda without a snack? Perhaps I should get her some more cozy blankets...you can never have too many"

And on the drive home...

"Hey, that's Y/n's favorite fast food place! Well, since I'm already headed towards it I might as well..."

He ends up coming home with so many things in his arms, and a dopey love struck grin on his face

"I uh...didn't mean to get this much" he says sheepishly, setting all of your stuff down and awaiting his "welcome home" hug and kiss

You can't help but smile at him, your poor silly boyfriend

He will also spoil you in other things as well!

For example, if you like to get your nails/hair done, he will of course pay for you!

If it makes you happy, and makes you feel pretty, he is more than happy to pay for it

Or if you are someone who likes doing other things such as getting piercings or tattoos, he will also pay for those!

And don't even get me started on this mans pampering

An example would be, if you had a bad day, he will usher you out of the house, giving you a wad of cash and to go spend it on whatever you'd like

While you are off doing that, he would clean up your bedrooms, bathrooms and living areas

He will order your favorite food (he can't cook to save his life)

And the grand finale, when he knows you will be arriving home soon he'll begin to run your bath

Nice warm water that he puts bath salts, flower petals and bubbles in

He lights a few candles, turns off the lights and sets up a nice little bath table for you with your food on it, and if you'd like, he can set up a speaker with your favorite music or a movie on the table as well

As you get home, he helps you set down your things and tells you that he has a suprise for you and to close your eyes

He leads you to the bathroom, where he lets you open your eyes to the scene around you

A nice warm bath, good food, and your coziest pajamas laid out for you to wear when you get out

He will ask you if you want him to stay or leave, and will respect either choice you make

If you ask him to leave, he will begin setting up his bed with comfy pillows and blankets, as well as some nice drinks for you two to indulge in

If you ask him to stay, he will sit by you on the floor, either listening to you as you rant about the bad day you had

Ir alternatively, he will be your shoulder to cry on if you just need to let it out

Or maybe you just want silence, and that is ok too, he will press gentle kisses to your damp shoulder and massage your back

All around, definetly one of the best boyfriends

#creepypasta #creepypasta x y/n #creepypasta x you #slender mansion #creepypasta x female reader #killian x reader #killian lynch x reader #killian lynch

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kiankiwi · 10 months

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I just want to say, I know this is a bit of a messier request and I will totally understand if you don't want to do it, but...I really love the COH AU and was wondering if you could write something about Erin being badly constipated and John having to soothe her through taking her medicine, messing her diaper and him just comforting and taking care of her afterwards? Thank you.

No, it's okay, I love the more uncommon and ''weirder/grosser" requests if that makes sense!

@arianatheangel-girl

John could tell Erin wasn't feeling good. And he hated it, he hated seeing his little girl in pain. He tried to go throughout their day but Erin was just uncomfortable and whiny. She wasn't wanting to eat anything (when she ate it was very little and he had to repeatedly ask her "baby, you need to eat please"). Since she didn't want to eat food, he tried to get her to eat bottles but even bottles she refused. He'd point the nipple into her mouth but every time it got close, she'd whine and turn her head refusing to drink any. She also was constantly holding her belly and whining and crying to her daddy. She did not feel good.

"What is going on with you today, sweet girl?" John asked as he put Erin on the couch and tried to get a good look at her for anything out of the ordinary. Something was definitely wrong but he couldn't figure it out. It didn't help John that whatever discomfort Erin was experience was rendering her basically nonverbal today. She was only talking through groans and whimpers and 'talking' with her body language.

As soon as Dr. John set his baby down, she immediately whined and curled up on herself, tucking her arms against her belly. "Is that it? Does your belly hurt sweetie, here can daddy take a look?" Erin searched her daddy's eyes, trying to decide if she should let him. "Please honey? I promise I'm just gonna take a look and I'll be super gentle, okay?" Erin sighed. She knew her daddy would never hurt her and he was a doctor after all. She gave him the smallest nod.

"Yeah, I can? Okay.. I'll be really quick."

John lifted Erin's shirt and gently palpated her belly. Of course it was hurting her! It was rock hard, distended, and she whimpered and squirmed whenever he pushed his fingertips into her skin. She was badly constipated. "Alright, little one. I think daddy found the problem."

Erin whined as John gently picked her up from the couch and took her to the downstairs bathroom. "Alright sweetie, I know this might be gross but in order for your tummy to stop hurting, I need you to be a very big girl and drink it all okay? It'll help your tummy." Erin just whined, putting her head on her daddy's shoulder. "Oh I know baby, I know you don't feel good. But if you take this, it'll help your belly so much. Please baby? For me?" John pleaded, kissing his little's cheek.

Erin sighed. She did want to feel better, of course she did. And she wanted to make her daddy happy so...

"Juice?" Erin asked. John chuckled. "Yes, baby you can have some juice, after your medicine okay? Let's do this super quick and then we can get you some yummy juice." Erin whimpered as she stared down the plastic cup full of red liquid. "On the count of three baby... One, two.. three!" Erin gulped the medicine and made a disgruntled face. "Yuuuuck! Juice, juice, juice!" Erin begged. John chuckled quietly, "Good job baby, let's go get you that juice."

Two hours later, while the two were watching a movie, waiting for her stomach medicine to work, Erin started squirming feeling intense pain returning to her stomach. "Daddy..." She fearfully grabbed his arm. "It's okay baby, just let the medicine do its job." Erin whined, kicking her feet wanting her daddy to take away the horrible pain in her body. It was like a fireball had settled in her belly but also like certain muscles were twisting and coiling around themselves at the same time. She just felt super sick and didn't know what else to do but tense up her body to make it stop.

"I know baby, I know. Don't hold it though okay. As soon as you get it out you'll feel so much better. And daddy will change you right away." Erin continued to cry as she let her body lose control against the medicine and she began to fill her diaper. Feeling the messiness, she started sobbing and turned into her daddy's chest for comfort, holding his arm with one hand and clutching his shirt with the other, hiding in embarrassment against his body while she let herself finish.

As soon as she finishes, the meltdown begins. She just starts scream crying into John's chest and he just rocks her in his arms, and petting her hair. "I'm sorry daddy! I'm sorry!" She yelled, so distraught. John's heart broke at her words. She was so embarrassed! There was no need for her to apologize for the way her body functioned. Everyone's body functions the same way.

"No no baby, you don't gotta apologize! You did so good! You can't hold it in like that! I know it's scary but everyone does it okay. I promise, everyone goes potty and daddy would never make fun of you or laugh at you for going potty. I'm proud of you for listening to your body okay? And it's all better now, huh? You feel better?" She sniffled and nodded. "Y-yeah. Feel a lil better..." John grinned, trying to cheer her up. "Good baby and it's all over. You want to go change your bum? And then we can lay back down or even play some before bedtime if you want..." Erin fiddled with a button on her daddy's shirt as she decided if she wanted to face being cleaned. "Yeah, change please." John nodded and kissed his littles cheek. "Okay we can do that. Do you want to watch a show after or play?"

"Baba?" She asks, placing her thumb in her mouth. "Sure honey, we can do that."

The change was over not even ten minutes later. "See baby, all clean! That wasn't so bad was it?" Erin pouted. "Tummy hurt though." John nodded. "It's over now sweetie. Your tummy won't hurt anymore.. should we go get you a bottle?" She nodded, snuggling into her daddy's chest.

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I'm so sorry this one took so long! I had 75% of it written and just decided to finish it tonight I hope you enjoyed

See you soon! <3

#kiwis coh au #kiwiswriting

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idroppedmycrossant · 1 year

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SKZ when your on your period

(Jeongins is a best friend comfort thing he is not your bf)

-Hyunjin- This boy would get whatever you need, when you need it. He will praise you in love whenever you really dont feel good and your emotional. If he sees any discomfort on your face he will cuddle you and rub your stomach, however if your out somewhere he will ask if you wanna leave and if you wanna stay he will rub your sides until your ready to go. He always babies you while your on your period, hating seeing any sign of discomfort with you. If you do need to be left alone for a few minutes he will walk out of the room and sit on the couch waiting for you to text him to walk in, only wanting whats best for you.

"baby?" he opens the door slowly "are you ok now? would you like some cuddles, maybe some food too, we can order from your favortiteee" he has a sweet comforting smile as he hides a bit behind the door, instantly rushing to you when you sniffle and nod

-Han- This boy is so sweet, its like if he was mean you would vanish. his hands are always soft if hes touching you, knowing how you can be sensitive. If you need it he will just hold you close to him and rub your stomach until your ok. He would try to make you laugh and cheer you up if you got sad or mad randomly. There would diffidently be lots of praise though, he wouldnt fail on making you know your loved thats for sure. If you want him there, hes there helping you shower, washing your hair and just taking care of you. Also i feel like he wouldnt really mind Period sex however he would be VERY soft with you only wanting to make you feel better. To make you smile he would start a 'fight' with your stomach for hurting you.

"Hey! you leave her alone in there, dont make me come in there cause i will!" he would say to your stomach, his head placed on your stomach for comfort.

-Felix- He would be another one who just tries to comfort you, he would hold you to him for as long as you need, keeping you warm, his hands always staying on your stomach. He will give you back rubs anytime you ask him, thats not just when your on your period but he offers more then. He would make you food, and candy, he would 100% make browines (or anything else chocolaty) and have a huge smile when he give them to you, proud. He will watch movies holding you close to him, and if you start to cry during one he will make sure to praise you and kiss away your tears a soft smile on his face from how cute you are. he would pepper you in love only wanting you to be comfortable. Also he will use his deep voice (and accent) to whisper sweet things to you knowing how much you love it

"Baby" he laughs softly seeing you cry as olaf starts to melt away "oh sweetie, dont cry its ok, hes ok." he smiles softly kissing your tears away "would you like some more chocolate?" he asks when he gets you to stop crying, you nodding.

-Chan- I feel like if he couldnt be at home to comfort you he would check in on you a lot and when he has a break he will go home to you to make you feel better. If its a really ad day he will take the day off to comfort you and only you in whatever you need. he already gives lots of hugs and kisses and that would only multiply when your on your period, making sure you know you are loved. He wont let you get any negative thoughts that your doing something wrong or, well anything. he always makes sure to deny it. He will always have chocolate for you, either leaving a bang of it on his counter or having it being in his pantry for you to get if you ever need it and hes not there to get it for you.

Here chan is calling you for.. probably over the 10th time to check on you "hey baby, How you feeling? do you need me to pick up anything before i get home? Are you sure your ok? Ill come home if you need"

-Lee Know- i feel like he will miss some of the signs that your on your period, it wont be major, i just feel like he wouldnt notice directly at first. He will be softer with you, making sure he wouldnt hurt you in case your emotions are messing with you. He would try to help you with anything he can since you do when he needs help with something. If you need anything, or if your worried about anything he will ease your worry and do it for you or get it for you. If you need anything for the store he will go get it right then. You never have to remember to buy pads or tampons because he will ring them home if he notices them being almost out. He will make you food if you need it, or if your even just craving something in particular. (dont get me wrong he will still be a tease but it will be a… nicer tease)

"Do you need anything? Water? Food? A heating pad?" when you tell him you will need more pads he just nods kissing you on the cheek "ill be right back" and deny you if you say you dont need to right then

-Changbin- he is unaffected by your sudden mood swings, he knows its just your period and sometimes he actually finds it cute. He will always make sure to ask how your feeling wanting to know if he should do something different. He is very sweet to you even though he usually always is. He will think the cure to it would be cuddles and be a little upset if you let him know thats not just it, even if you do love them. he will give you any massage if you need one just wanting to make you feel comfortable. His main goal is to make sure you are ok and you know that you are loved and very much appreciated. Period sex can also happen with him.

"i thought the cuddles help" he sighs out, you telling him they do but not all the time "are you sure? what if your just immune?"

Seungmin- he will 100% be impressed with how well your handling the pain and how strong you are, especially from everything he hears about how painful it is (he will especially appreciate you if he does a period simulation). He will be able to tell if you are distracted, uncomfortable or in pain and he will do his best to try to make you feel better. he will get anything you need at any time of the day and no matter what type of weather it is, if his S/O needs something and they are going through this stuff the least he could do is get it for them. He will just randomly give you anything warm that can help with the cramps, like warm blankets, hoodies, drinks, food, ect. He just wants to make sure your comfortable and ok.

"i dont get how you go through all of this and still be as strong as you are, your so perfect"

-Jeongin- He would most likely have a lot of questions, and be very shy if you ask for help but when you reassure him hes ok and sometimes its good to be curious about these type of things. He hates seeing you in pain, absolutely hates it, him knowing your in pain and he cant stop it really does hurt him, He gets scared that if he cant help you he cant help his future girlfriend when shes going this type of stuff. If you ask him he will grab whatever you need. Piggy Back Rides anywhere you need, and if you feel to uncomfortable with that he will simply carry you.

"so all girls go through this?… every month? How?!"

#stray kids #skz #hyunjin #felix #yongbok #seungmin #lee know #minho #changbin #bangchan #bang chan #jeongin #jisung #han #han jisung #han quokka

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wilbur-sloot · 1 year

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IF WILBUR WAS UR BF

a/n there is some angry wilbur :(

tw:against and sl*t is used in this

he would let you join ALL of his streams besides mcc because you would most likely distract him but other than thats you are pretty much like his co-host.

his chat adores you. they love you so much and if there is anything that is negative he would get so pissed that it scared you a little bit

he would love to have movie streams with you. like yall would just record yourselves watchjng movies and his chat would love it when you guys cuddled but not all, because eww pda

he would let you come to lovejoy practise. which means you get to hang out with tubbo and tommy for a day! you and tommy where like brother and sister you guys would fight constantly but like a good type of fighting

(idk how to explain it but yea).

you and tubbo had more of a friendlier friendship. yall would just play around all day and have fun. it was like you were there.

when wilbur wasnt working all his attention would be on you. you guys would cuddle constantly. and you were fine with it. but you also didnt like that you guys could be cuddling but then he has to go to work.

like there was this one time where you and wilbur were watching a movie together and it was like ‘your movie’ you guys would also cuddle during the movie.

then wilbur gets a call. “hello?” he says answering the phone there was a few ‘mhms’ and ‘oks’ then he hung up tbe phone and got up.

“im going to the usa” he says “what when i asked if you wanted to go to visit my family you said no!” you said angrily.

“i know but babe thjs is foe my job!” he said

“so ehat is your job more important than your partner?” you asked

“what no ofc not.” he said

“whatever man have fun in the states.” you said getting up to go pack your bags

“sweetie you arnt coming with me” wilbur said

“breaks almost over which means im going tk move back tk my dorm room but for know im going to go stay with my friend so im not lonely.” you said.

“what who are you going ti stay with?” wilbur asked

“his name is eddie” you said “no! no! i do not want you staying with a boy!” he exclaimed

“well that sucks because you cant stop me when you are working! plus it should only be fair that if you get to hang out with your friends so do i” you said

“but its not like im hanging out with-” wilbur started but you cut him off

“not like you hang out with any other girls? what about niki you guys are literally best friends!” you said “plus arnt you going to like vidicon or something?” you asked

“yeah i am” he said “so your going to be around a shit ton of people. how can i know your not cheating me, oh wait theres this thing called trust!” you said.

“babe i- fine go be a slut!” he yelled at you. he really thinks your a slut? y

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s1eep-o · 11 months

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savior; chapter three.

warnings: violence, drinking, ??? (lmk if there is more)

pairing: bodyguardd!john wick x mafiadaughter!oc

(found this nice photo of keanu on pinterest and decided to add it)

i awoke in a feeling of soft blankets and the sounds of rain hitting the window along with the distant boom of thunder. sitting up in my bed i look up at the clock and notice that its already noon, outside the window it is dark and gloomy. i heard light footsteps down the hall and as it neared my door it came to a stop, ''ms. romano? are you awake?'' maria calls out. i walk towards the door and open it, ''hey maria'' i say to the small lady with a smile. ''your father and mr.wick are waiting for you downstairs.'' she replies. ''i'll be down in a second.''

walking through the corridor and into the dining room i notice another man sitting with john and my father, ''arabella darling, it is good to see you up and well.'' father says standing up and walking over to give a hug, ''thank you dad, who is this?'' i ask letting go of my father and gesturing to the man sitting across from john. ''a business associate, meet santino d'antonio!'' he looked up at me and gave a small smile that i kindly returned. ''it is a pleasure to meet you, mr. d'antonio.'' i greet as a take a seat next to john noticing the small glance he gave. “actually i’m going to head to the kitchen to get a drink, would you guys like anything?” i ask standing from my chair “no thank you.” santino replied along with a shake of the head from dad. “i’ll go with you.” john speaks up as he stands from his chair as well.

“who is that?” i ask as we finally reach the kitchen. “he is a dangerous man arabella, that’s what i know.” he says taking a seat at one of the stools at the island. i take a seat next to him and hand him a mug of coffee, black of course. “so.. i’m sorry you had to see me like that.” i mutter looking away. “it’s okay, i understand.” he replies, sipping on his coffee. did i hear that correctly? the babayaga understands what i am going through? there’s a first for everything i guess.

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“so what’s the plan for today?” i ask, “i think your father wants you to attend santinos party with him tonight.” he replies, looking up from his book. “seriously. after what happened yesterday? that man has no sense.” i sigh, continuing to watch the movie on the tv from the comfort of my bed. i glanced back to john who was reading his book, wait- “is that little women you’re reading?” i giggle. he glares at me, “it’s a good book, alright?” he protested. “whatever you say babayaga.”

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“i know the party is very last minute, but santino insisted on us joining,” he uttered “it’s going to be a long drive so get comfortable.” i just nodded in response, shuffling around to get comfortable and shut my eyes.

“sweetie, wake up.” someone whispers as they softly shake me. “we're here hun.'' my dad says. i groan as i lift my head of johns shoulder and rub my eyes. the driver comes around and opens the door and i get out, ''wow, this place is nice.. '' i say as john walks to my side. ''it's some old manor, a family heirloom i think.'' he replies and i hum in response. we walk through the enterance and there are a lot of people, dancing, talking, eating, and just standing there. ''ah, i didn't think you guys would make it!'' santino spoke, ''come along now dear, i'm sure you're hungry after the long trip.'' he greets., handing me a drink.

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''do you want to go home?'' i hear from my stool at the bar where i was picking at my food with a hard buzz from the drinks i took. ''good lord, yes please!'' i plead as i look up at john. ''i can call someone to come pick us up.'' john commented. ''john, have i mentioned how good you look in that suit?'' i whisper, ''arabella it's the same suit i wear everyday.'' he replies before he takes his phone out and turns away to call someone to pick us up. i turn back to my drink when someone grabs my waist and covers my mouth, ''shh, he's on the phone. wouldn't want to interupt do we?'' the persons voice whispered in my ear. then it went black.

fluttering my eyes open i notice i'm in a bed, but it's not mine. ''john? dad?.. hello?'' i blurted out, oh my god.. this is too much what is happening.. ugh my head... i shouldn't have drank so much..i thought when i started to hear the door rattle and laid back and acted asleep, ''wake up'' the voice said sternly. i sat up in the bed shakily, with my eyes closed shut. wait. that voice.. then my eyes flew open ''santino?!'' i ask, shocked. how did i not recognize the voice last night? oh my... wheres john? will he come get me?? ''i know what you're thinking oh wheres my bodyguard he'll come save me! yeah, not happening princess.'' he mimicks in a high pitched voice followed by deep chuckles.

''why are you doing this santino..'' i ask shakily. ''sweetheart, do you have any idea what kind of business you are in?'' he asks ''it's all about the money.'' he laughs. god this man is evil. ''why me?'' i mutter. ''your father would do anything for you, meaning i just say a number and it's all mine!'' he grins, ''well call him! tell him to hurry and get me out of here.'' i strain, my head pounding. ''it's not going to be that easy. he must give up the babayaga as well.''

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''where is she john?!'' he shouts. ''arturo- wait let me explain!'' john responds, ''no john, tell me where my daughter is!''he cried out. ''you have to believe me on this on mr.romano, santino has you dau-'' *ring ring* they both look at eachother, arturo goes to put it on speaker. *mr. romano! it is so good to talk to you. i have something to discuss with you, you see.. you have probably noticed young, sweet arabella isn't there to join you, that is because she is here with me! say hi to your papa bella!* he purred. *dad! please send john to get me this man is crazy!* she cries out followed by a slap *tsk tsk, you are making the wrong choices sweetheart! now arturo, i want you to send me the money, if you don't.. well i'll let you find out* he chuckles. *beep* ''oh my god....,'' arturo whispered ''johnathan, please. if it's the last thing you do.. save my daughter.''

authors note: i am so sorry for the long wait but it took me a while to firgure out what i wanted to do with this story, if anyone has any suggestions for the next chapter please let me know! there still may be some mistakes, hopefully you enjoyed this chapter, if you do feel free to reblog. have an amazing rest of you day/night. xoxo, s1eep-o.

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larabiatasstuff · 1 year

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Imagine there a big party at Terry's House and its for the dojo like getting more students and all that stuff so Johnny is talking to a man and his daughter is bored so she skipps to her daddy saying "daddy I'm bored" she says he rests his hand on her head crouching down, what's that gunny? He asks "I'm bored" he huffs nodding OK baby let daddy just see a few more people and we can go OK? The little girl shakes her head what's up? He asks "I wanted to stay her with you and uncle Terry" where Terry? "playing poker" which Johnny knows that he always wins, he sends her to Terry he is going very excited over winning he is smoking and drinking but once he sees his little angel coming to the table he takes his eyes off the game in to her "what's up angel?" he asks and she's tells him that she wanted to stay with him and Johnny tonight but the party is still going on she would cross her arms and Terry would smile with a chuckle "you Terry time?" she nods now would he kick everyone out and spend time with his goddaughter and Johnny or wait for the party to finsh? Say if he does kick everyone out, after the party they sit and watch a movie the little girl sleeping in her daddy's arms and Terry wrapping an arm around Johnny who is also a sleep he looks at his sleeping friend and his daughter smiling at them both he kisses Johnny on the cheek and sits up and kisses the little girl on the head throwing a blanket over then and turning the light off after he leaves the room. Could you see Terry doing this like telling everyone to go home even if it is an important party? Can I have (kk3) Terry on this please and older Terry

When kk3 Terry hosts a big party to get more students for the dojo John and him would be very busy talking to people, while Johns daughter is playing in the living room with her dolls. But since there are no other children it would be boring at some point, so she grabs her plushie and goes searching for her dad. John stands outside talking to someone, she approaches him and tugs on his sleeve. "Hey babygirl, is everything okay?" she'd shake her head "I'm bored daddy." He crouches down to her level "Oh honey, let daddy talk to a few more people and then we're going okay." "No daddy I wanna stay here with you and uncle Terry. Where is uncle Terry daddy?" "He's in the conservatory playing poker with some friends." She nods "Okay, I go to him." She grabs her plushie tighter and makes her way to the conservatory. Terry sitting there smoking a cigar as soon as he sees his goddaughter approach him he drops it into his drink. "Hey there's my favorite little girl! What's up sweetie?" she'd climb on his lap looking at him with her big puppy eyes. "Uncle Terry I'm bored and daddy is busy." He'd hug her tight "Oh my poor little angel, do you want some Terry-time?"He gives her a big smile "Yeeesss Terry-time yaaay." Terry would immediately kick everyone out, yes the party was to get more students but his princess means alot more to him. Of course John would scold him, tell him that she can't always get what she wants but he has no chance against Terry and his daughter. The three of them would end up sitting on the couch watching her favorite movie. His goddaughter sleeping in Johns arms who is sleeping too. He'd turn off the tv, get a big, soft blanket and tucks them both in. He'd give the little girl a kiss on the forehead and John on the cheek. After that he'd turn off the light and goes to his bedroom. Old man Terry would sit in the seating area in his garden when he sees his goddaughter coming to him. "Hey sweetie are you okay?" she'd stand before him looking at her feet her bottom lip slightly shaking. "I'm bored uncle Terry and I can't find daddy. There are no other children here and nobody wants to play with me." Terry's heart would ache when he sees how sad his little angel is, so he picks her up sitting her on his lap "What do say when uncle Terry says goodbye to everyone and then we play whatever you want." her face would instantly light up and she'd hug him "Thank you uncle Terry you're the best." Terry would turn to the men sitting next to him "Gentlemen I'm afraid the party ends here. If you'll excuse me my goddaughter needs my attention." When John comes back from the bathroom and sees everyone is gone and Terry and his daughter playing on the living room floor. "Look daddy uncle Terry and I are playing," "I see that honey. Terry what the hell happened?" Terry would look at him with a charming smile. "This little lady over there was bored and sad that no one plays with her." John would pinch the bridge of his nose "So you dropped everything, to play with her? She's got you wrapped around her finger Terry." Terry would pull the little girl in his arms "How can I say no to such an adorable face John?" John would just shake his head and laugh. ✌️☺️

#terry silver #thomas ian griffith #sensei targaryen #cobra kai

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